I push her away. She stumbles back with that vicious smile on her lips.
"Don't touch me. Don't talk to me. Stay away from Sutton and me."
She laughs, but her eyes are ice cold. "Oh my god, I was just joking. Can't you take a joke?"
"That wasn't a joke."
"I'm drunk. I was being stupid. Don't make such a big deal out of it."
But I can see the calculation behind her eyes. This wasn't about being drunk. This was deliberate.
She wanted someone to see. Wanted to create drama.
"Stay away from us," I say again.
"Or what?" She smirks.
"Declan?"
I turn to find Holden standing there.
Shit.
He looks between Bree and me. "What's going on?"
"Nothing!" Bree moves to him, all smiles. "Declan and I were just talking."
"That's not what it looked like."
"Babe, come on. You know I was just joking around."
"Were you?" He's still looking at me. "Declan?"
I could let it go. Could say it was nothing. Keep the peace.
But I'm done dealing with his pain-in-the-ass girlfriend who seems hellbent on destroying my relationship.
"She tried to kiss me."
Bree gasps. "I did not!”
"You've been inappropriate multiple times," I continue, ignoring her. “She's doing it on purpose, Holden. She's trying to cause problems between Sutton and me."
"That's insane!" Bree's eyes are wide with fake shock. "Why would I do that?"
"I asked you point-blank if you were over him,” Holden says.
“I am. I’m with you, baby. Only you.”
I want to gag.
Holden grabs her arm. “I’ll talk to her. Sorry for the drama.”
“Good luck.”
Bree is all drama. It’s her baseline. Holden has no idea what that chick is going to do to him.
I feel sorry for the guy.
